He took it for
granted that it was on that lady's invitation the young man occupied
this place of honour. He did not for a moment imagine that it was at
Lydia Graham's entreaty the surgeon had taken his seat in the barouche.
And yet it was so.
"Do come with us, Mr. Carrington," Lydia had said. "I know that you are
well versed in county history and archaeology, and will be able to tell
us all manner of interesting facts connected with the villages and
churches we pass on our road."
Lydia Graham hated Honoria for having won the proud position she
herself had tried so hard to attain; she hated Sir Oswald for having
chosen another in preference to herself; and she was determined to be
revenged on both. She knew that her hints had already had their effect
on the baronet; and she now sought, by every base and treacherous
trick, to render Honoria Eversleigh an object of suspicion in the eyes
of her husband. She had a double game to play; for she sought at once
to gratify her ambition and her thirst for revenge. On one hand she
wished to captivate Lord Sumner Howden; on the other she wanted to
widen the gulf between Sir Oswald and his wife.
She little knew that she was only playing into the hands of a deeper
and more accomplished schemer than herself. She little thought that
Victor Carrington's searching glance had penetrated the secrets of her
heart; and that he watched her malicious manoeuvres with a calm sense
of amusement.
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